The way out

Is the way in

The way out

Is the way in...



Out of touch

With the weather and the wind direction

With the sunrise

And the phases of the moon

Out of touch

With life in the land of the loving

With the living night

And the darkness at high noon



You can never break the chain

There is never love without pain

A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart



Out of sync

With the rhythm of my own reactions

With the things that last

And the things that come apart

Out of sync

With love in the land of the living

A gentle hand, a secret touch on the heart



A healing hand, a secret touch on the heart



There is never love without pain

Life is a power that remains